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    The Nürnberg Stove
    The Nürnberg Stove
    The Nürnberg Stove
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    The Nürnberg Stove

    By Maria Louise Kirk and Ouida

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateJun 1, 2004
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      The Nürnberg Stove - Maria Louise Kirk

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      Title: The Nürnberg Stove

      Author: Louisa de la Ramé (AKA Ouida)

      Illustrator: Maria L. Kirk

      Release Date: April 6, 2007 [EBook #20997]

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NÜRNBERG STOVE ***

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      THE NÜRNBERG STOVE

      EIGHTH EDITION

      FOR WHAT HE SAW WAS NOTHING LESS THAN ALL THE BRIC-À-BRAC IN MOTION Page 64

      THE NÜRNBERG STOVE

      BY

      LOUISA DE LA RAMÉ

      (OUIDA)

      ILLUSTRATED IN COLOR BY

      MARIA L. KIRK

      PHILADELPHIA AND LONDON

      J. B.    LIPPINCOTT   COMPANY

      COPYRIGHT, 1909, BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY

      COPYRIGHT, 1916, BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY

      PRINTED BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY AT THE WASHINGTON SQUARE PRESS PHILADELPHIA. U. S. A.

      ILLUSTRATIONS

      THE NÜRNBERG STOVE

      I

      AUGUST lived in a little town called Hall. Hall is a favorite name for several towns in Austria and in Germany; but this one especial little Hall, in the Upper Innthal, is one of the most charming Old-World places that I know, and August for his part did not know any other. It has the green meadows and the great mountains all about it, and the gray-green glacier-fed water rushes by it. It has paved streets and enchanting little shops that have all latticed panes and iron gratings to them; it has a very grand old Gothic church, that has the noblest blendings of light and shadow, and marble tombs of dead knights, and a look of infinite strength and repose as a church should have. Then there is the Muntze Tower, black and white, rising out of greenery and looking down on a long wooden bridge and the broad rapid river; and there is an old schloss which has been made into a guard-house, with battlements and frescos and heraldic devices in gold and colors, and a man-at-arms carved in stone standing life-size in his niche and bearing his date 1530. A little farther on, but close at hand, is a cloister with beautiful marble columns and tombs, and a colossal wood-carved Calvary, and beside that a small and very rich chapel: indeed, so full is the little town of the undisturbed past, that to walk in it is like opening a missal of the Middle Ages, all emblazoned and illuminated with saints and warriors, and it is so clean, and so still, and so noble, by reason of its monuments and its historic color, that I marvel much no one has ever cared to sing its praises. The old pious heroic life of an age at once more restful and more brave than ours still leaves its spirit there, and then there is the girdle of the mountains all around, and that alone means strength, peace, majesty.

      In this little town a few years ago August Strehla lived with his people in the stone-paved irregular square where the grand church stands.

      He was a small boy of nine years at that time,—a chubby-faced little man with rosy cheeks, big hazel eyes, and clusters of curls the brown of ripe nuts. His mother was dead, his father was poor, and there were many mouths at home to feed. In this country the winters are long and very cold, the whole land lies wrapped in snow for many months, and this night that he was trotting home, with a jug of beer in his numb red hands, was terribly cold and dreary. The good burghers of Hall had shut their double shutters, and the few lamps there were flickered dully behind their quaint, old-fashioned iron casings. The mountains indeed were beautiful, all snow-white under the stars that are so big in frost. Hardly any one was astir; a few good souls wending home from vespers, a tired post-boy who blew a shrill blast from his tasselled horn as he pulled up his sledge before a hostelry, and little August hugging his jug of beer to his ragged sheepskin coat, were all who were abroad, for the snow fell heavily and the good folks of Hall go early to their beds. He could not run, or he would have spilled the beer; he was half frozen and a little frightened, but he kept up his courage by saying over and over again to himself, I shall soon be at home with dear Hirschvogel.

      HE WENT ON THROUGH THE STREETS, PAST THE STONE MAN-AT-ARMS OF THE GUARD-HOUSE

      He went on through the streets, past the stone man-at-arms of the guard-house, and so into the place where the great church was, and where near it stood his father, Karl Strehla’s house, with a sculptured Bethlehem over the door-way, and the Pilgrimage of the Three Kings painted on its wall. He had been sent on a long errand outside the gates in the afternoon, over the frozen fields and the broad white snow, and had been belated, and had thought he had heard the wolves behind him at every step, and had reached the town in a great state of terror, thankful with all his little panting heart to see the oil-lamp burning under the first house-shrine. But he had not forgotten to call for the beer, and he carried it carefully now, though his hands were so numb that he was afraid they would let the jug down every moment.

      The snow outlined with white every gable and cornice of the beautiful old wooden houses; the moonlight shone on the gilded signs, the lambs, the grapes, the eagles, and all the quaint devices that hung before the doors; covered lamps burned before the Nativities and Crucifixions painted on the walls or let into the wood-work; here and there, where a shutter had not been closed, a

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